Unexpected

Chapter 8

Elena POV:

He actually said yes? Woah. I really don't know what to talk to him about. I didn't expect him to actually stop when I called his name, let alone agree to have a conversation.

What do I say?

Seriously I don't know what to say. I guess I should've thought this one through, but instead I went with my gut, a real bad habit I have.

I don't know what it was when he gripped my arm, it seemed so thoughtful. More than thoughtful actually. This sounds a bit corny, but he it looked like he cared.

"Well are you going to talk or what?" his harsh voice breaks my thought. So much for him being caring.

"Oh yeah, so where are you headed?" I don't know say it without sounding like a creep.

"I don't know...I just walk around sometimes and clear my head I guess."

Clear his head? From what? Seriously this guy is just makes me more curious about him.

"From what?" I didn't mean to say it aloud, I just kind of blurred it out.

He gave me a weird look and his eyes softened. He simply shook his head. "You wouldn't understand."

"Oh yeah? Try me. I'm a reaaaaaal good listener." I say with bit of a nicer voice.

"Thanks for the offer, but how about another time?"

"Okay. So you just walk around the hallways when you need to clear your head?" I ask.

"Pretty much."

The rest of the walk was silent and we just walk together roaming the school halls as we eventually make our way back to the courtyard where we originally were. I see my friends from a distance still sitting and talking at the table. They see us walking side by side to each other and they all give that "omg you're walking next to each other" look to me. I give them a wide eyed glare because c'mon they were pretty obvious. I mean if I notices, he probably did too.

I wonder what he has to clear his head from, He seems pretty distant from people, not very social maybe that's why he has to clear his head? At this point I think I'm just trying to find a reason to why he would clear his head from something. I just wanna know why, but I need to stop being so curious. I'm that person who always wants to be there for someone to talk to if they need it, but this time I feel like I should just mind my own damn business .

Caught up in my scrambled thoughts I failed to see the uneven brick that wasn't embedded into the patterned ground. Being the biggest, major, massive, most giant clutz I am I feel my foot stumble over it and I try to catch myself from falling, but I wasn't the one who did.

It was Harry.

I felt his arms catch my arm as I almost took a face plant to the floor. He grabbed ahold of my arm, but what he didn't know was that one of his hands had a hold on my ticklish spot. I loudly, and I mean LOUDLY yelped. He quickly released my arms and had a confussed expression.

"Are you okay?" He asked with his thick accent voice full of concern and confusion. 

I just hunched over and started to laugh, he obviosuly wasn't putting the pieces together that I was ticklish. 

Still laughing, I tell him, "I'm fine! It's just that when you grabbed my arm you tickled me!" This sounds like I'm a seven year old explaining it. He chuckles lightly, which eventually turn into laughs because of my contagious laughter.

It was a great feeling, making Harry laugh. 

"Elena! Elena!" Marissa's voice interupt our laughing. "Are you okay?! I heard you scream or something and I thought you were hurt or something!" 

"Yeah I'm fine? Why wouldn't I be?" I ask her with a smile still plastered on my face.

"I don't know, I mean you were just walking and stuff and then I heard you scream and you're with- you know" She barley whispered the last part to me making sure Harry wouldn't hear her.

I start to explain "Marissa, I'm okay! It's just that I was walking and almost tripped and fell and then Harry-" This time he's the one to interupt me.

He gently places his hand on my shoulder "I'll see you later." He softly says as he begins to walk off from me.

Great way to ruin the moment Marissa.

 I turn to give her a look and it finally clicks in her head, "Ohhhhhhhhhh did I come at a wrong time?" her voice sounds apologetic.

"What do you think?!" I say to her in a teasing way, causing her to giggle and apologize. The bell rang and I surried to class. 

I push my way through the crowded hallway to my English class. Seriously people need to move instead of just standing around. Slowly, but eventually, I make my way to my class and I'm standing outside in the line waiting for the teacher to let us in. People are still piling up in the hallways desperately trying to get through. I lean on a locker caught up in my thoughts as Allison appears from the crowd. 

"Dude, its madness!" She says as we are now both in line. We are chatting with one another when my eye spots Harry walking through the hall. I catch myself staring at him and quickly try to look away, but I can't.  I don't wanna seem like that weird girl who is never letting him leave my sight, so I flash him a friendly smile which he returns. He's now headed my direction. Wait, what?

"Head's up." Allison warns me as he's now coming our way. I look up and he's now in front of me. 

One hand gently grabs one side of my waist as he leans into my ear whispers with his deep voice  and tells me "Elena, don't forget to be in the courtyard at four, I'll be waiting for you." He pulls away releasing his gip and walks off.

"What. The. Hell. Was. That?" Allison asks as soon as he left.

"I don't know..."I answer back.

Harry was different today, but in a good way?

"But in a weird way, I kinda like it." I answer back hopefully not getting myself into something that would make me regretful.